Chapter 3- Administrative Questions
(Cuddy’s POV)
Disclaimer: Sorry for not mentioning before but I don’t own House M.D of any of its characters… sadly

Everything was surprisingly quiet today. House hadn’t come in to drop by, which made me feel somewhat empty… what the hell am I saying?! Why would I want this dag to be ruined door his constant bickering?! ‘Because the day’s never ruined when House is around’ zei a voice inside my head. I tried to ignore it and got back to working when I heard the door open. ‘House?’ I happily thought as much as I wanted to deny it, only to be...

Chapter 3: You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be

Kutner didn’t know what it was about Thirteen. Something about her made him want to open up. Maybe it was because she wouldn’t.
    
He felt comfortable around Thirteen. He felt like he wouldn’t be judged, though he knew she was probably judging him with every word he said. He felt like he could say anything around her, even if she didn’t say anything back.
    
He was to the point now where he would consider Thirteen a friend, even though he wasn’t sure if she considered him one. He...

Ok, this is my first Chameron article...I wrote it this morning while I was at school ( massive inspiration) during art class..
btw english is not my first language so there could be some (or a lot) mistakes so , please if there are any, don't care much about it!!
And maybe they are a little OOC but I'm not sure...
Dedicated to my mimi who today jst had her Chameron red... CONGRATS!!

Enjoy!! :)


"Ok guys, run blood coltures so maybe we can find something.If we don't, run other expensive tests, just to make Cuddy mad. I'll be in the OBGYN but if u need something, don't call me until 15.32"
said House....

Wilson was working late once again and he was finally ready to go home. He practically sprinted down to the lobby knowing Nurse Brenda of any other evil person would stop him, being the only one at the hospital at this hour. Even Cuddy had left before him. He was just about to walk out of the main lobby doors when he noticed the heavy rain outside. He decided to sprint towards his car and quickly shoved his aktentas, werkmap in the back seat. Just as he was about to get into his car, ready to drive off he saw her standing there, completely soaked, seemingly enjoying the rain.

He was now completely entranced...

"Yes and could it be this Friday?"Cuddy zei into the phone.She was already at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.House's team barged into her office."I have to go."Cuddy zei hanging up the phone."House isn't here."Thirteen said.Thirteen's hair was in a low ponytail.She wore a tan overhemd, shirt that had long sleeves,suspenders,a gray overhemd, shirt under her tan shirt,and her shoes were black pumps."I know.I fired him."Cuddy zei drinking her Starbucks.House's team stood there in shock."Then who..."Taub said.Taub wore a pale blue shirt,green and blue tie,black slacks,and brown oxfords."Dr.Foreman."Cuddy...

Author's Notes: First Huddy fic ever! non-graphic sex... if that doesn't suit you, u have now been warned! Never wrote sex before, but I've tried my best and I think it shows. Hopefully tender and not blunt. Starts out sad... because it's me. This is a kind of fake painless post-ep since the episode hasn't aired yet so I put in House's emotions in one of the clips...

Enjoy!

It's All Not Lost.


The weeks after Amber died, no one could look at Wilson: The pain in his eyes was too much, it made them feel slightly guilty for being happy. Why? because they related to his pain, they understood it,...

Chapter 5: Forgiveness
Cuddy gave Thirteen a couple of hours to cool off before she went back into her room. She entered and began to speak to her daughter.
“Remy I really want to be here for u and talk to u please let me do that.”
“What is there to talk about u gave me up! Why do u care so much now? Where were u the first twenty-five years of my life? Please leave.”
“No!”
Thirteen shifted in her bed and then glared back at Cuddy.
“Fine if u won’t leave then get me a cup of water and the TV remote I’m going to watch TV. u can… sit there!”
Cuddy got up and got Thirteen...

It was early morning in Princeton. Around seven o'clock. The sun was slowly rising over the horizon, and everything was quiet.
On Sinplore Dr., there was a particular house standing out from all the rest.
It was a yellow house, with white shudders and a blue front door. It had the perfect lawn. The driveway was filled with three different cars, all in front of the garage that matched the house.
Inside, there was an aged man sitting back on the couch. He had matted, brown and gray hair, a beard that had apparently been un-shaved for weeks and a pair of piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in a white...

House walked with Wilson over to Cuddy's room. She was finally being discharged. He stopped at her door, preparing himself, bracing himself for the worst.
"Good luck." Wilson patted him on the back.
"Encouragement doesn't work on me," and he slid the door open, then shut leaving Wilson in the hallway.
Wilson just stood by, watching from the window as they talked. House talked first. Cuddy had a shocked yet slightly saddened face. She turned around and faced away from him. And it changed to anger. She looked like she was yelling now. Not screaming, but at an upset tone.
House remained motionless...

Limping out of Exam room four, a swab sample in his free hand, House made his way to the admissions desk. “Send this to the lab,” he ordered, tossing the swab onto the bureau top, boven in front of the nurse.
    
Giving him an annoyed glare, Missy picked up the sample and placed it in the outgoing lab box near his elbow. “Why must u do that?” she grumbled, snagging the patient file from his hand.

House shrugged. “It’s hard to say,” he snipped with a smirk, “mostly I just like to see the nursing staff doing their JOBS,” he quipped putting emphasis on his last few...

What could've happened...What could've been said...What could've been done...What we all dream...In the eyes of a Huddy fanatic....
(Starting from original sequence. Extended at certain point)

House was sitting on the bus, all the way in the back. He was just sitting there when Cuddy appeared.
"Didn't know u road the bus."
"I used to drive home pagina after getting drunk, but some mothers got mad-d."
He paused for a second, remembering.
"Wait a second. What are u dong here? u weren't on the bus with me."
"Then I guess this isn't a memory. It's a fantasy." She got up from her zitplaats, stoel and stood in front...

Three weeks later..




"OH. MY. GOD."
Wilson rubbed his face, irritated and slightly annoyed, having to have the same argument he had not too long ago.
"Don't. Listen to me, we had sex, again, unprotected at least three weeks ago."
"And why is that relevant?"
Cuddy wasn't listening to him. She was just thinking about what she should do.
"I don't know yet." She zei curtly.
"Let me know when u do."
"He is becoming less and less of himself the longer he's with me."
"And that's bad because...?"
"It changes his way of thinking. His decisions. His actions. I don't want that to be because of me."
"You don't...

House and Cuddy were sitting underneath a large tree. Branches were spread out, boughs reaching every which way, bringing them comforting shade as they sat back watching over the young students. Cuddy was lying against House with his arms wrapped around her. His grip and stare was intimidating, for it was a warning look, a look of great protectiveness. She was wearing House's leather jacket, which suited her well. The familiar summer breeze blew as it shook the trees leaves. They were both feeling serene. It was peaceful here, bringing back plenty of memories.
"We should get back," Cuddy said...

Yay! I finally got around to writing this for the Fanfiction Challenge #2! It was a lot of fun, especially since it was so wonderful writing from Cuddy's perspective. Hopefully, u guys will enjoy this. :)

Prompt: Cuddy, change

Summary: The title's pretty clear about it. ;)

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#1

“I want to be a doctor!”

Her father laughed at her, his grey eyes crinkling.

“Now now pet, that’s not a suitable job for a woman,”

“Why not? It’s what I want to be. I’ve decided.” Twelve jaar old Lisa Cuddy pouted from her father’s lap.

“There’s still...

Set right after the final scene of "The Softer Side"
I don't know if it's any good, people who know me well are aware of the fact that I tend to dislike my own work.
But decide yourself and enjoy.

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She knew the answer perfectly well and was aware of the fact that he did, too.
It was obvious but maybe it was something one had to differ between. of maybe not.
Pain was pain, no matter if physical of emotional.
She understood him, sometimes it scared her utterly because she did not want to acknowledge to herself that she was so similar to him in some...

A/N: I know, another late update…but I have been really busy lately and am so so so soooo sorry!!!

Murder in the Clinic
Chapter 6: Breaking the News

The morning after diagnosing his latest patient with meningitis, House, wanting to keep his mind off of the troubling police investigation as much as possible, was feverishly searching through a mountain of files, hunting down one that could make a half way decent case to get his mind of things. Finally, he pulled out one that seemed vaguely interesting. Patient: Kevin Carson, Male, 14 years old; came to clinic complaining of nausea, vomiting,...

Summery: In this fic, basicly House will end up taking care of a kid. Eventual Huddy, but not in this chap.
Disclaimer: If i owned House MD u know that Huddy moments wouldnt be PG-13. Alll i own is the plot, the patient aka patient's family. 'nough said.
ENJOY, PLEASE Rate and comment!




Everything was to blurry to see anything, Katherine realized. She was a sight, battered and bruised at practically every inch of her body. She shook in her room, hearing the front door of her house slammed closed. She coughed, but knew from experience not to move. Excruciating pain would no doubt follow afterword,...

Discaimer: This fan fiction is made for fun,not profit.I don't own anything from the characters
and/or the show.

Wilson was lying on his bed completely naked!He liked to be that way.It felt natural...
He has ordered a pizza and was waiting.And so someone knocked on the door.
It was 13 delevering the pizza!
"What are u doing Dr.Hadley?You are a doctor,you don't need to deliver pizzas!":Wilson
said.
13 answered:"Are u kidding me?Do u know how much intrest I have to pay for my car?
They totaly screwed me!I need the money."
Wilson,still naked,told her to come in.
"Just for a drink.."she said.
13...

So now she was sitting in Kutner’s apartment, on his couch, wrapped up in a warm blanket, wearing a big t-shirt and boxershorts Kutner had gegeven to her.
All the protesting had been pointless. Thirteen had zei at least a hundred times that she didn’t care wether her clothes were completely soaked of not, Kutner hadn’t been willing to speak to her until she finally took the clothes he offered her and put them on in his bathroom.
As Kutner came into the living room and put a cup of warm thee into her hand, she felt completely awkward.
She was sitting here, on the divan, bank of her co-worker, in...

OK, so I haven't seen S5 yet (and please don't spoil it for me!) so there obviously won't be anything concerning those epis written here apart from maybe things from a few spoilery vids etc. So basically, it's still S4 based-ish.
Anyway, enjoy! =]


When House woke up to find Cuddy holding his hand he felt an overwhelming sense of relief. All because he knew that someone was there beside him, someone cares for him deeply, someone hasn't just turned their back on him, like so many others have. He felt her concern for him door the way she held his hand and curled up in the chair beside his bed, relaxed...